People can't drive

Last night one of my closest friends got in a car accident on her way to visit me, while I was on the phone with her.

I heard a loud banging noise, then the phone drop, Amanda exclaiming "crap!" and at some point picking up the phone to tell me she was in an accident and would call me back.  She texted me later to let me know that she had her parents come pick her up, and I was relieved to know that she was okay.   As was pointed out to me earlier today, "cars are replaceable, Amandas are not."

My mom came into my room this morning and woke me up, having seen Amanda's facebook status about air bags and texted her (yes, my mom has both a facebook and texting relationship with MY complicated facebook lover), telling me:

"She's okay.... don't freak out.... but Amanda was in an accident last night."
"Yea I know."
"You know?  How do you know?"
"She was on her way over here last night."
"Oh so it's your fault?"
"Thanks Mom, I didn't feel guilty enough as it is."
"So you talked to her last night after it happened?"
"Not exactly..."
"Oh my god! You were on the phone with her!"
"Yea..."
"So... it's actually your fault! I can't believe you called her while you knew she was driving!"

Eventually, I convinced my mom that I had called Amanda to ask her to make a quick stop on the way to my house, NOT to conspire with the jackass who parked his car, lights off at midnight, in the MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY (yeah, I imagine that would've been a hard accident to avoid regardless of whether she was on her phone).

I learned three things from this incident:

1. Amandas (and other friends) are irreplaceable.  They should not get into car accidents.
2.  Blaming people is annoying.  Unless they're parked in the middle of a highway, in which case they're idiots who deserve to be blamed for stuff.
3.  Amanda should get a job in Annapolis, so she doesn't even have to get on the highway to come over to my house and hang out.